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Idita-Ruff by R33sesPieces
Podfic Text-to-Speech (TTS) reading of Idita-Ruff by R33sesPieces
Summary
Sirius skims the article—a thousand miles; harsh terrain; one out of five mushers scratch—and huffs. “I could do that.”
“Hmm?” Remus hums, still engrossed in his article.
Sirius nods toward the magazine. “I could run that. That race.”
Remus tilts his head and his brows furrow as Sirius’s words finally sink in. “Oh?”
“Absolutely.” Sirius is certain of it.
“As a…musher?” Remus clarifies.
“No, obviously not as a musher. As Padfoot.”
Summary
Sirius skims the article—a thousand miles; harsh terrain; one out of five mushers scratch—and huffs. “I could do that.”
“Hmm?” Remus hums, still engrossed in his article.
Sirius nods toward the magazine. “I could run that. That race.”
Remus tilts his head and his brows furrow as Sirius’s words finally sink in. “Oh?”
“Absolutely.” Sirius is certain of it.
“As a…musher?” Remus clarifies.
“No, obviously not as a musher. As Padfoot.”
